Angelpoet

Through her hand in motion, God speaks to you.
For the words are not her own.
To lend ink to parchment in a fluid stroke,
Letting heaven's voice be known.

With a gentle prayer and wings unfolded,
A scroll and quill in hand. 
She holds a tender hope to heart,
To touch the lives within God's plan.

Just a woman in an angel's guise.
Lit beneath God's ethereal light.
If you are still for now, the Lord will speak,
And His angel poet will write.
-Wendy L Kohlhoff
© 2000